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I shut my computer, debating on sleeping in the guest bedroom tonight. I decide otherwise as I yawn, plug in my charger, and climb into bed, worry dancing through me.
I fidget, staring at the alarm clock, watching the night grow later and later.
I stiffen when I hear the front door unlock and then open. I remain still and silent, listening as he walks into the room, undresses, and slides into bed.
His arms wrap around my waist, and he pulls me into his chest.
I twist away.
Fuck that.
“What the hell, Sierra?” he bursts out.
I whip around as he lifts and shove his chest. “You tell me! You’re coming home from the same bar my husband cheated on me at, smelling like some cheap whore’s perfume.” Spit flies with my words. “At least Devin had the decency to hide it.”
He moves away to turn the lamp on.
We’re on our knees, staring at each other in shock.
“You honestly think I’d hurt you like that?” He holds his finger up, his brows furrowing. “And your soon-to-beex-husband.Let’s get that straight right fucking now. I have nothing tohave the decencyto hide.”
“And I’m your soon-to-be ex-whatever-I am,” I fire back with venom in my words.
His chest hitches. “Don’t say that shit.”
“I want to see Cohen’s tapes,” I challenge, resulting in him flinching.
“You don’t trust me.Wow.”
“Not when you come home this late.Wow.”
He runs his hands through his hair. “I swear to you, on everything, I’d never cheat on you. If I ever even thought about touching another woman, I’d end things between us first.”
Tears trickle down my face, sticking my hair to my face, and he brushes the strands aside.
“I love you. I fucking love you to no end and will never jeopardize losing you. Do you hear me?” He catches my chin in his hand, forcing me to look at him, and massages my face with his fingers.
I swallow rapidly. “Okay.” As much as I want to carry on this conversation, I’m drained and terrified of where our relationship will go from here.
I’ve wanted Maliki for as long as I can remember, and he’s already slipping away.
I sniffle. “Please don’t play me for a fool.”
“Never happening.” His jaw flexes, and he drops his hand from my face. He gives me a quick peck on the lips and pulls himself out of bed.
“Where are you going?” I rush out, crawling to the edge of the bed, wishing the desperation weren’t there.
His jaw remains clenched. “Shower. I apparently smell like some women’s cheap perfume, and I’m not about to bring that shit into our bed.”
He kisses the top of my head, and nausea balls up into my stomach as I lie back down, my back facing the bathroom.
Maliki’s arms wrap around me again when he returns. He smells like clean soap, and his hair is wet. His lips brush against my ear. “Please trust me, baby.” He drops kisses along my neck. “I’ve never given you a reason not to.”
I don’t push him away this time. “You’ve also never done anything this sketchy.”
His hand slips between my legs, and I wish I didn’t spread them wider.
“Why would I want another woman when I have this?” He sinks two fingers inside me. “When I come home to this? You’re all I want.”
